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Little Red Cap
Little Red Cap
19 but got there, wolf’s lair, better beware. Lesson one that night,
20 breath of the wolf in my ear, was the love poem.
21 I clung till dawn to his thrashing fur, for
22 what little girl doesn’t dearly love a wolf?
23 Then I slid from between his heavy matted paws
24 and went in search of a living bird – white dove –